A religious college in Cairo is considering issues of nanotechnology: If replicators are used to prepare a copy of a strip of bacon, right down to the molecular level, but without it ever being part of a pig, how is it to be treated?

Fatal accidents never happen because of just one mistake. It takes a whole chain of stupids lining up just so to put a full stop at the end of an epitaph.

The late 90s were crazy science-fictional if you were inside the superheated steam bubble of the dot-com 1.0 industry.

I don't do flash fiction.

No two books come out the same way. Some I write by the seat of my pants; others are planned in minute detail.

If I write too much of anything for too long, I burn out on it. So it helps to vary my output from year to year.

I'm told that a couple of my Russian translations are just plain terrible, though, and there may be others.